6.06.2017

Arderemos lejos de ese fuego / Guillermo Sucre

We will burn far from that fire

We will burn far from that fire
from that land
I had promised you.
Shameful maybe.
But full of disgrace is the air
I breathe.
Tangled in the monsters
that knit my dreams together
I no longer take requests.
I dispose of what disposes me.